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Skye's P.O.V.
before going to the double door that I know will lead out of the room I wanted to check the other two doors first the one nearest to the window. I slowly walk up to the door sword ready to swing. moving faster then I should be allowed I swing open the door and step back getting into my stance ready to swing if I need to. only to come face to face with my own reflection the door was to a closet. with a mirror wall stepping inside I look around it is filled with some of the most beautiful clothes I have ever seen sun dresses of every color ball gowns a wall with built in shelfs filled with shoes high heels boots flats sneakers and sandals right next to the shoes are hand bags and purses there is an island in the middle with sunglasses and watches in the far corner an entire rack of jeans and everyday clothes whom ever closet this is whew she is one lucky girl with taste just like mine we would be great friends. only I would be thinking of making friends walking through a strange place with creepy pictures with a sword in my hand. I come out of the closet and move on to the next door I have a filling what is behind this door but I don't want to assume, so I do the same thing again grabbing the door knob and jump back faster than the last door and get into my stance . no threat just a breath taking bathroom it has an entire wall that is a window looking out at the most beautiful view of the Tennessee mountains I have ever seen trees as far as the eyes can see. I think the view in here is better than the bedroom. there is a river running right past the tree line at the back of the house. focusing back inside the house there is a floating bathtub in the middle of the room a walk in shower with more shower heads then anyone should ever need counting them I reach 11. I would love to experience that !! the side of the shower facing the window and out to the bathtub both completely made of glass the other two sides are made of the same marble from the wall in the bedroom. on the same wall as the door there is a beautiful sink area with a huge mirror and all my favorite skin care products. its getting spooky and strange how much this girl is like me hell from the painting she is either my twin or a weirdo maybe friendship isn't such a good idea . its like someone took all my favorite ideas and f*******: post to designed a bedroom suite. coming out of the bathroom, alert just incase someone came in while I was slightly distracted by my fantasy living area come to life. nothing has changed walking to the double doors I pause and gather my self remembering my mother and fathers training trying to stay calm push all emotions to the side I have an end goal a mission and I can not fail locating Megan top priority. map a way out on the way look for any weak spots or hiding places. I'm ready. opening one side of the double doors like I did the other two. fast and ready but once again no one nothing. looking down the hallway I see a couple more rooms I don't want to scream for her and then alert anyone else in the house. just looking down the hall I can tell the house I am in is massive but I honestly feel like I have been here before like maybe I dreamed about it I have that weird deja vu feeling. even though I have the gut feeling I have been here how am I ever going to search this entire place. I begin going in and out of rooms searching every where on the 2nd floor every room I go into I get a little bit more nervous I have not seen one other person and every room I go in is something I would design. Every room has features I would love or pick out. I have officially searched all the rooms. including the room I woke up in this floor has three other bedrooms two bathrooms a small library with an office at the back of it I could spend hours in that office and the last room I checked was a movie room with bean bags fit for a king a huge screen and a cute little concession stand stocked with snacks. I think its time to move down the stairs at the end of the hall. As if on cue music starts floating towards me from down the stairs. right away I start thinking of a scary movie who ever goes to the noise usually dies. I don't want to die but my friend might need me so yup you guessed it I started going towards the music. walking down the hall as I come to stairs the music is a little louder how cliché. making my way down stairs fast without any noise. creeping along a wall the music seems to be coming from behind a door that might be either be a kitchen or dinning room. noticing the door can open either way its on a swinging hinge before kicking the door open I hear Megan but ... she is laughing what the f**k is going on ? listing a little bit closer noticing how much more I can hear if I listen. she is talking to someone but I cant make out their voice. or what they are saying. what if this is just a recording bad guys do that right " kick the door open Skye get your self together until you see there is no threat then as far as you know there is a threat." one good pep talk is all i needed I kick the door and move through it quickly.
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